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Today the world was pale blue and pale green, in the shadow of light and shifting clouds. Hasui colours, I call them, but seen in a dry sharp light that the saturated spring of Japan never does. Here it's a classic topos of lilac season, as is the cream sky below grey clouds. I was in this house for two unremembered years before Japan, then away for six springs, which sufficed to make me imprint on that first spring back as the way it is. But 1996 was a cold grey spring, rainy and dark: cozy, in its way, but not the calm civilized world I see around me now.

Must work all day tomorrow so tonight is not as Friday as all that.
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